Chapter 2009


    "That''s right! Fletcher, the Poisonwielder has my grandson. Please help to save him!" Seeing how Leon


    refused to go after the Poisonwielder, Elder Tidderton could only turn to Fletcher and the western


    region Dragon Corps for help in saving his grandson.


    "But!" Fletcher hesitated.


    Before he could make a decision, Leon spoke out once again. "Don''t worry, Elder Tidderton! As I said,


    it''s the motherwort that the Poisonwielder is after! If I''m not mistaken, he took your grandson because


    he wished to use your grandson as a bargaining chip in exchange for the motherwort! Hence, before he


    seeds in doing so, he wouldn''t dare to hurt your grandson," Leon said.


    "Oh!"


    The Tiddertons and members of the western region Dragon Corps instantly realized that, as Leon


    concluded, all of the Poisonwielder actions were carried out with the sole purpose of obtaining the


    motherwort.


    As long as the motherwort was within the Tiddertons'' possession, Elder Tidderton''s grandson would be


    safe for now. However, if the Dragon Guards went after the Poisonwielder, they might be presenting


    him with the exact opportunity he waited for.


    "Mister Wolf, what should we do, then?" Fletcher asked.


    "It''s simple! At the moment, we only need to strengthen our defense to prevent the Poisonwielder from


    returning for the motherwort! As for saving Mister Tiddertons, we need to be patient! So long as we


    stay calm and leave the Poisonwielder no chance to get past us, he won''t be able to do a thing!" Leon


    deadpanned.


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    "Well, alright, then. Let''s do as you said!" Fletcher hesitated, before finally deciding to trust Leon.


    He underestimated Leon due to his age from the start, but Leon showed restraint and remained


    composed regardless of the circumstances; on top of that, he seemed to have aprehensive


    perspective when faced with a problematic situation.


    Fletcher could not help but feel impressed by Leon, but the others from the western region thought


    differently.


    Most of them assumed that Leon only refused to go after the Poisonwielder because he was cowering


    before the fear of death.


    Just as they were all frustrated at the thought that they might have lost the perfect chance to defeat the


    Poisonwielder, what happened next shook them to their cores.


    "Damn you, brat! How dare you run your mouth and destroy my n? You are quite a man!" Just then,


    they heard someone chuckling darkly.


    A man in his fifties strode out of a hidden corner of the mansion with a dark look on his face and a pale,


    younger man in his restrain.


    He leaped into the air andnded right before Leon and the others.


    It was none other than the Poisonwielder.


    His presence was cold and suffocating as anyone around him would instantly feel their hair stand at the


    dangerous aura he let out.